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 Jan 2019 silvervi
Barton D Smock
good with ropes; the necks, bibles too

of other men.

to the left
he had me tie
a flower.  I used my mother's yarn.  I knew

she would measure, but he'd given me
my second
imaginary

trumpet.
 Jan 2019 silvervi
sanjana goel
Yes she was fragile.
Yes she had a fake smile.

People conjectured her life was a dream come true
Did anyone ever come to ask her out of the blue?

No, her life wasn’t a fairy tale.
For every time she tried to stay happy, she failed
They may call it a castle but it was definitely a jail

Who knew behind the smile was craving,
Inside she was asking for one saving.  

Han, you got it right he was just another stud
Trying to take off the petals from the bud      The situation was just like a prisoned bird.  

As tears rolled down her red cheeks
She wondered what she seeks.

This was not how she wanted it to happen.
For life was even more darkened.

She knew she wasn’t happy,
But she didn’t want to make her life more shabby.

She kept trying to fight that grudge,
And started to live on that chocolate fudge.

This was not what her heart was wanting
Every time she closed her eyes her brain was shouting.

Maybe he wasn’t bad after all
Maybe he didn’t want her to fall.

But it was too late to decide,
Lying in her bed she just wanted to hide.

Life had left her with no option
Maybe it was time for another love adoption.

Yes, she was fragile
Yes she had a fake smile.

She tried! She tried to build that spark,
But she couldn’t, maybe because they had different hearts.
 Jan 2019 silvervi
skyler
fun
 Jan 2019 silvervi
skyler
fun
a little liquid courage
and foreign places
i dabbled in the art
of being flirtatious
slip on my sun dress
and smile wide
friendly introductions
and darting eyes
this feels like a game
and i'm a tease
but at the end of the night
let's have fun, won't you please

s.s
 Jan 2019 silvervi
Debanjana Saha
I met myself last night after a long time
I buried my face in my blanket
as tears fell off crushing my heart.
I didn't know what to tell
or just be there for myself.

I kept quiet in tender stillness at night
I went across my heart & mind
and asked them how they are?
I know you all are exhausted
but still be with me.
I know its hard, but still
don't leave me apart.

I had a long conversation with each territory within me
longing through all the episodes of my life with me.
I know you all never make a fuss over my each day's agony.
I know its been 12 years long
to keep me alive
and trust me I am trying hard to keep you all up too.

I know you all need to repose
and make your way towards a little more pleasures in life.
Trust me I will yield all of that for you all
As I have only you all within me
so I will caress you all
caving in with love with all of me
mended in smiling pieces of you all with me.
I was with me last night for hours long and things have settled
 Apr 2017 silvervi
Paul Butters
They’ll be rockin’ in Heaven
Down St. Peter’s Gate Way.
Chuck Berry passed over,
But he still can play.

True King of Rock,
He’ll live for evermore.
And he’ll keep duck walking,
Along that golden shore.

His guitar keeps twanging,
Wah wah tlang tang tang.
Ya want a Showman?
Chuck’s still yer man.

He died at ninety.
It was very sad.
But now he’s up there,
I’m sure that God is glad.

He’ll love that Rock N Roll Music,
Chuck’s sense of humour too.
A touch of Devil also,
When he sings the blues.

So all you Saints and Angels,
You better move and hurry,
For they all want to dance with
That amazing Chuck Berry.

Paul Butters
For my greatest musical Hero. With echoes of "Sweet Little Sixteen"......
 Mar 2017 silvervi
Seth Milliman
Provided no more tears,
Fall down on ones head.
The rain may continue,
Yet not from dread.
Is there only horrors of life hiding in the wait?
Are there no more avenues for one to create?
This beast of burden I've carried,
So long kept concealed.
Always remaining calm,
Storms brewing infield.
A moment of silence necessary,
For those still living.
Let your mistakes be many,
And always forgiving.
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